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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Hush now, all little children by the shadows of night, Don’t resist, beware let the sleep take you, be at an uneasy peace, For resistance is futile against this dream stalker, Whom travels on the brain waves, of the unconscious mind? Apparitions Spector, a vaporous wraith living on our inner Deepest fears, a vampire of nightmares, feasting at the Edge of panics scream, hidden is he beneath the layers Of our worst horrific night terrors. Comprehensions undetectable intruder, a burglar forcing Entry by the elliptical moons anti rational sliding door, A corporeal beast, thriving on the adrenaline rush, Of the flight or freight, factors throbbing heart beat! He this untouchable, whom slides his icy fingertips down The backs of humanity, causing the fine hairs our necks To rise and flair, a tip toeing sadist walking the delicate Tightrope of our thin vail of dreams, than striking at us With dreads demonic weapon, as we the innocent Victim slumbers in depths deepest REM sleep. Oh is he not the bogeyman's sandman, with his dark Seeded bag of mischievous tricks, cast over his silhouetted Shoulder, sneaking in the hallowed shadows of the nights Blackened embrace. An invisible phosphorus troll, existing without form or mass, Slithering as a nocturnal snake, hunting the stilled warm Embodied essence of humanity while we sleep, And laughing at us this vaporous jackal, while we Choke on his black nightmarish moon dust of death. Pray faithful child beneath the illusions of the lit divide, For guardians protection while thy rest, So you may awaken in the warming breath. of The next morning’s sunrise, for at night the Demon of nightmares stalks for the hearts of the Innocence and he takes no prisoners. Now some may say that this mythical legend is Just a story to scare little children, to make them Go to sleep at night without a fight. But others know the real truth about this Spirit beast of olden times, these the watchers Of dreams, and they say beware the sandman, For he is always waiting, aware, lying in the Blackness abyss of mankind's nightmares. A child's pray, Now I lain me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep, For if I shall die before I wake, I wish the lord my soul to keep, And not the sandman to take! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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